Liya's POV
I clumsily wiped the tears off my face, my lips parted in shock as I stared from Ryder's face to car keys in my hand. My mother had also frozen with shock as we both stared sheepishly at Ryder. Was he actually letting us go?!
“Go, Liya!” He repeated, a sense of urgency wrapped in his tone. From then on, I did not stop to think about anything else. I did not let the doubts creep into my mind, doubts that he was just baiting me and would never actually let me leave. But the pained expression on his face proved me wrong.
“Thank you…thank you,” I stuttered, but he had already hurried us off to the door and locked it again behind him. Without looking back once, I grabbed my mother's hand, and ran as fast as I could toward the back of the mansion. Being a servant for so long gave m
